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fra il fumo e nebbia di un pomeriggio di dicembre
vedo tutti gli spiriti umani
lungamente fa, nel moonlight giovane
oscillato nella culla del profondo
ho visto le stelle piů fiere
che cosa noi ora farŕ
quindi non posso
quando venite stasera
come candela bianca
una penna di acciaio
sotto la mia finestra in una via della cittŕ
quale desidero rilevare
all'interno della mia mano tengo

 



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